I've always loved ham and bean soup. My mom used to make it when I was growing up, and it was my favorite. Even after I'd moved to Minnesota for law school she would freeze it and load up a cooler with some frozen soup when I came to visit. I've been struggling with lunches lately, and finding food with a good mix of protein and carbs, so I decided it was time to learn to make it myself. I started poking at recipes, looking for ideas and thinking I'd make a batch this weekend. When Aaron and I were shopping tonight I saw some gorgeous smoked, cured ham shanks from the organic farm, and seemed like a sign.
Work has been crazy busy this week, and to top it off I have a work event tomorrow night, so I decided to just toss everything in the crockpot. Right now a ham shank, a pound of beans, chopped celery and onion, and a bay leaf are soaking, and with any luck, by the time I get up tomorrow morning the whole house will smell like awesome, smoky soup.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
I have a cold that just won't go away, so I decided to spend the day on the couch in my sweats getting some knitting done. The last year I've gotten stagnant in my knitting, so when the winter schedule for The Yarnery came out last fall I signed up for a few classes. The first class was toe up socks two at a time on magic loop, and I just finished that this past week. I finished through the heel of one sock, and I'll finish the other heel this afternoon. After that it's just a few inches of stockinette to finish the cuff.
Now that football is done I'm back to dredging the depths of Netflix for entertainment. I have no idea what the name of this movie is, but it's full of cliched dialog and has a panty sniffing psycho, so I don't see myself bothering to check the name. Whisper has informed me that this movie is bullshit. I've informed him that his opinion doesn't count, and whatever we watch next will probably be worse.